Page 91 of Dream Girl
“Fine,” Jett laughed. “I’ll make some pancakes.”
Brennan, Jett, and Riley had left to go hiking. Wes and Grace were still sleeping. Spencer went to play tennis at his club.
I was in my suite, working. I’d read the most recent updates on Rose’s case. Her mom had confessed to having a doctor drug Rose, but was begging to be tried here, instead of being remanded to her local court.
The police had called the local Centers and Rose’s mom hadn’t tried to bring her there. It looked like that was the truth–she’d brought Rose here to have a larger group of alphas to choose from.
Now I was confirming and preparing for my visits this week. These were all routine. When I took Rose to Finchley, I’d also meet with my ‘school babies.’ There was enough in the budget to have an activity so they could all meet Rose. Maybe pizza and a movie in one of the lounges?
Wes came in, dressed, hair wet. “Spencer called. I’ve got to go into work for a little bit. Will you hang out with Grace?”
“Sure. Love you.” I kissed him. “Text me later. She’s still asleep?”
“I think she’s going to take a shower. Love you.” He pulled me to him.
Kissing me again, he left, and I went to find Grace.
“Grace, are you in there?” I asked, knocking on the open door of her room.
“Hi.” Her voice came from someplace.
“Can I come in?” I called.
“Sure.”
I went into her room and saw her looking through the dresser drawers. WearingmyT-shirt.
Ooh, I liked that. So sexy.
“Thank you. It was you who bought me clothes, right? Well, you and Ri?” Grace held up a crop top.
“Yes. Jett helped. How do you feel?”
“I… I’m a little sore.” Her head ducked with embarrassment.
“I’d think so. You took two knots yesterday, you also had my dicktwice.” I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.
Grace tipped her head up. “Mmmm, I can’t wait to be the filling tonight.”
“I love your sense of adventure, but your ass is not ready for my cock.” I kissed her, happy she was so enthusiastic. “Do you want me to make you a bubble bath?”
Considering she still smelled of sex, she hadn’t had that shower yet. What was her favorite scent? Probably peach.
She nodded. “I’d like that.”
“I’ll get it started.” I gave her another kiss and went into my bathroom. It featured a giant, raised soaking tub that could easily fit three. The shower was also large, with glass doors and several showerheads.
Starting the water, I added some bubble bath, and got out a green bath fizzy that would help ease her sore pussy.
I lit a few candles and got out some clean and fluffy towels for her and put them on the towel-warmer. Maybe I should clear out a drawer in case she wanted to keep things in here. I’d put thingsfor her in Wes’ bathroom, but mine was nicer, with things like towel-warmers and good lighting.
Yeah, I’d do that. As the bath filled, I cleaned out a drawer and a corner of the sink. I found a small tray and a basket and put them on the sink so she’d have a place to put things.
When I came back into her room, she was sitting in the window seat, wrapped in a blanket.
“I’m still amazed at how wonderful this room is. You thought of everything,” she told me.
I came closer to her. “Feel free to change everything around. Pile pillows wherever. Move the furniture. Be comfortable. Let me know what else you need or want. This isyours.” I held out a hand to her. “Bath time, then food. Maybe after that we can watch one of my favorite movies.”
